To the Stranger on the Train

Dear Delyara, You don't know me, but three months ago, you saw me crying on the Northern Line and you handed me a tissue and a small chocolate bar. You didn't say anything, you just nodded. That tiny act of kindness was the only thing that kept me from giving up that day. I’m writing this here because I want the world to know that your kindness mattered. I am doing well now, and I am passing that kindness on to someone else today. Thank you, stranger.